Some days aren’t we all?
That is ready for a change?
I know every once in a while
I see the gals on the TV, the full-figure ones who I seem to relate to more now
that I am one of them, even with luxurious flowing or poufed up tresses and
looking magnificent and so I let my hair go, that should be grow a little bit
more and say, hey I am saving money and looking…not that great as them, ya
know? Reality check, they have hairdressers and make up people and people to
aid and abet them with their undergarments, ala Spanx et al, to create the whole
package.
Sure when I was younger I was
a regular chameleon with my styles, colors, my lengths of my hair and clothes
too, come to think of it!
It was fun and never ending,
always reinventing me, and more than likely why I was asked to model at
Ohrbachs and Lord and Taylor’s while working there.
Sameness is blah and boring
was how I thought…
And sure it can be that too.
Being at this age and size,
both none of either that I have ever been before…it has been a challenge to
find ‘my style’, it’s not at all like finding me, since I am not lost! And last
night’s blog covered that aspect of change, as succinctly as I think any could,
hmm? Oh I suppose with that style thingy I am, yes I am looking for mine.
And so just when I think that
I have the concept solved of what my so-called style is I lose it, and I don’t
mean go berserk, I mean I lose the idea of that, got it?
You must have noticed that
many women that are large either know how to handle their attire or if they
don’t, they could look unkempt.
Yes, we have all seen that, and
it is not a pretty sight.
Oddly enough when slim, not
always neat and tidy, doesn’t appear the same way in the eye of the beholder
and yes, I do know from personal experience, since I have been both!
Sad, but true and that is why
when my bangs flew into my eyes again yesterday and with perspiration flowing
from above, yes those waving wrinkle camouflage wispy wonders that seemed to
want to wick the moisture from my top of my head and my brow… too bad my
cooling vest doesn’t fit over my head, kidding! I’m sure it would, bud, dump,
bum… but then it would be harder to see, ha!
And so when we came home from
my Friday exercise issuance of well placed time expelled for the good of me I
chose to make a haircut appointment at Fantastic Sam’s for the appropriate
resolve to my dilemma to go in on Saturday, since Hubby too had a need for a
clipper stop and his was after lunch yesterday.
When I arrived Sheri today, my
stylist, was ready for my wheelchair to be rolled into place, by moving their
usual chair out of the way, bet you didn’t know they could do that? Well they
can!
I go always with a just
washed wet head due to my cervical stenosis I cannot lie back for her to wash
my hair in the sink without severe pain, and did you know that some people have
even had strokes due to those sinks and so years ago we warned our seniors to
be cautious that was when I was with the Arthritis Foundation. So please be
careful!
Any-who, I noticed the woman
before me and her stylist both had cute short cuts and years ago I too have had
that a few times, but I chickened out when I was asked what I wanted. And so I
stuck with the trimmed up version of what I have been sporting a little bit
shaggy, which oddly enough with my too straight hair it makes it look as if I
have soft waves… still naturally blond with those odd dark roots at this age
and until they turn gray I am staying blond forever and a day!
I maintain my own naturally
blondness, odd how auto-correct wrote 'boldness', that too!
It’s the clothing aspect of
finding my style that confuses me, some say love your curves, others say hide
them, see what would you do?
I suppose that since I am
going regularly to gym, but not losing as quickly as I would like I have to get
real and try as in most other things in life by trial and error, but that is
how I have been plodding along! Ali Wentworth, news woman, even interviewed a woman about
the whole idea of dressing full-figure, oh what the heck, unhealthy obese gals
like myself, and she did, a me, Ali that is, and she interrupted the gal so
much that I didn’t really learn a thing! Sorry Ali and I do think the world of
you, but you did!
I suppose with all this time
on my hands I could spend some of it figuring this out… I know, and NOT your problem at all…but…
Silly me, not earth
shattering to me or you and on that note of a wonderful conclusion to come to,
allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and
ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share them with you know who and
we will too!